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It’s that spooky time of year again, one which everyone likes to celebrate in their own way. Some wear fancy dress costumes to parties – but, while Sparkie certainly loves a party, he prefers his guests to wear very little by way of costume – or indeed anything at all. And his guests are all carefully chosen to look good in less: in fact he’s invited a bevy of good-looking and well-built boys to attend the celebration in his specially decked-out basement. And, to make sure that they come, he’s arranged for them all to be drugged and kidnapped so they don’t miss out on the fun.

And so the light of festive jack o’lanterns glints on the steel of sets of chains and manacles all prepared for the boys’ arrival, and on a table laden with all kinds of intriguing toys and … devices …. to ensure that the boys aren’t bored even for a moment of the party, but will find their interest fully aroused throughout.

And now all the guests are present, and all the sets of chains and manacles filled, each with its own handsome lad hanging limply unaware of his predicament. The two captors indulge themselves in some smug self-congratulation as they view the alluring sight of all those lithe and helpless bodies awaiting their special attention – and who can blame them? It is, after all, Halloween and the pair intend to party all night long without restraint. And so they unhurriedly inspect the wholesome young manhood arrayed so spectacularly before them, and likewise consider the variety of toys lying to hand on the table, and how best to make use of them all.

“The drugs will be wearing off soon,” observes Jack. “We’d better go and get what we still need right now, before they start to wake up. After all, we don’t want to miss any of the fun, do we?”

His companion nods silently as they make for the door. But the sight of young Link hanging there near-naked and vulnerable distracts him and he lingers, sampling the firm and muscular flesh of the elf-boy’s torso – and then sliding his hand smoothly within the slip about his lean loins.

Jack, turning, laughs – a hollow sound within his pumpkin mask.

“C’mon – leave him. You’ll have ample time to get to play with every last inch of him soon. Be patient. After all, we have time and to spare for our pleasure….”

So saying they leave the cellar to six dangling bodies and the silence of senselessness.

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Description

It’s that spooky time of year again, one which everyone likes to celebrate in their own way. Some wear fancy dress costumes to parties – but, while Sparkie certainly loves a party, he prefers his guests to wear very little by way of costume – or indeed anything at all. And his guests are all carefully chosen to look good in less: in fact he’s invited a bevy of good-looking and well-built boys to attend the celebration in his specially decked-out basement. And, to make sure that they come, he’s arranged for them all to be drugged and kidnapped so they don’t miss out on the fun.

And so the light of festive jack o’lanterns glints on the steel of sets of chains and manacles all prepared for the boys’ arrival, and on a table laden with all kinds of intriguing toys and … devices …. to ensure that the boys aren’t bored even for a moment of the party, but will find their interest fully aroused throughout.

And now all the guests are present, and all the sets of chains and manacles filled, each with its own handsome lad hanging limply unaware of his predicament. The two captors indulge themselves in some smug self-congratulation as they view the alluring sight of all those lithe and helpless bodies awaiting their special attention – and who can blame them? It is, after all, Halloween and the pair intend to party all night long without restraint. And so they unhurriedly inspect the wholesome young manhood arrayed so spectacularly before them, and likewise consider the variety of toys lying to hand on the table, and how best to make use of them all.

“The drugs will be wearing off soon,” observes Jack. “We’d better go and get what we still need right now, before they start to wake up. After all, we don’t want to miss any of the fun, do we?”

His companion nods silently as they make for the door. But the sight of young Link hanging there near-naked and vulnerable distracts him and he lingers, sampling the firm and muscular flesh of the elf-boy’s torso – and then sliding his hand smoothly within the slip about his lean loins.

Jack, turning, laughs – a hollow sound within his pumpkin mask.

“C’mon – leave him. You’ll have ample time to get to play with every last inch of him soon. Be patient. After all, we have time and to spare for our pleasure….”

So saying they leave the cellar to six dangling bodies and the silence of senselessness.

#halloween #trickortreat #jackolantern tags #CatNoir #Spiderman #Cloudstrife #Link #dungeon #chained #muscle #speedos #underwear #imp #RyanLaid #cattleprod #spidey #chatnoir #cloudstrifefinalfantasy

Interested to see some REAL spice and fire? and far more sexy naughtiness than you can shake a cock at? Find this story and SO much more at:
subscribestar.adult/sparkiesho…